but you still attempt holding me tight. and you give me hope that will not sustain.
its too painful. all these differences.
the only thing we have in common is that both of us want to go back to the island.
but this is not enough.
goodbye, my lover.
i'm not sure i can be your friend.
p.s. and i'm kinda sorry for all those beautiful pictures no one will see and thus appreciate angelina's art.